Her Choice

Diana walked towards Nathan, looking at his stoic expression. But immediately she got to where he stood; before she could say anything, his hand went around her waist, making her widened her eyes.

"What are you doing?" she asked, looking up at his face. She knew it was useless to try and free herself from him anyway. Even though he didn't apply much strength to it, she still felt like being in between an iron cage.

Not paying attention to her questions, Nathan, who only wanted to confirm if she's fit for all this, as there will be some situations which might make her being intimate with someone she didn't know, whether, since it's work related.

Feeling not so good with this; Diana cleared her throat, "this isn't right." she said, feeling scared. She felt scared because she couldn't even reply like she wished to.